Knight. Farewell, grave Governor!11 [Exeunt.
SCENE V.
Enter, [154] above, Barabas, with a hammer, very busy; and Carpenters.
Bar. How stand the cords? How hang these hinges? fast? Are all the cranes and pulleys sure?
First Carp. [155] All fast.
Bar. Leave nothing loose, all levelled to my mind. Why now I see that you have art indeed. There, carpenters, divide that gold amongst you: Go swill in bowls of sack and muscadine! Down to the cellar, taste of all my wines.
Carp. We shall, my lord, and thank you. [Exeunt.
Bar. And, if you like them, drink your fill and die:10 For so I live, perish may all the world. Now Selim Calymath return me word That thou wilt come, and I am satisfied. Now, sirrah, what, will he come?
Enter Messenger.